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ADRIFT AT DUSK

Adrift.Anchored in silence, shadowed in magnificence,Lostin the thoughts of peaceful being.Seeing the world through eyesopenedto the beauty that surrounds.The sounds of the onslaught of duskwaftlike the winds of changeto rearrange your position, upon the lake.Underthe cover of a clouded shroud,it speaks loudly in anchored silenceshadowed in magnificence; lost in thoughts.The peace of being adrift.